Corn

Yeah, you and your friends, ten years old
Sneakin' Beech-Nut on back in the row
Sell it at a market on Saturdays
Halloween gettin' lost with a girl in the maze

Throwin' cobs at the cars that are passin'
Sheriff comes out and you hide and you laugh
You're prayin' for the sun, prayin' for the rain
Prayin' over muffins that your grandma made

Corn in the truck, corn in the field
Corn in the bottom of a moonshine still
Corn in a kettle, corn in a skillet
Corn in a jug, hot damn you can feel it

Corn for the chicken, corn for the deer
Corn for as far as you can see around here
Leanin' on a fence in a Carhartt hat with a farmer's tan
Sayin', "Man, look at all that corn"
Yeah, all that corn

It ain't no wonder why you love it
You got your first kiss in a barn full of it
Drank your first beer, learned to play guitar
At a turnrow party with a tailgate bar

Farmer's daughter and a John Deere man
Savin' your money, put a ring on her hand
Now you're raisin' more than a Silver Queen
In a little farmhouse by a field of dreams

Corn in the truck, corn in the field
Corn in the bottom of a moonshine still
Corn in a kettle, corn in a skillet
Corn in a jug, hot damn you can feel it

Corn for the chicken, corn for the deer
Corn for as far as you can see around here
From the Ohio River to the northern plat
Every highway, byway, hey, look at all that corn
All that corn

Yeah, corn in a bag that you toss in a hole
Corn on a hook at the end of a pole
Corn poppin' up at the movie in a bucket
But first you gotta grow it, gotta pick it, gotta shuck it

Corn in the truck, corn in the field
Corn in the bottom of a moonshine still
Corn in a kettle, corn in a skillet
Corn in a jug, hot damn you can feel it

Corn for the chicken, corn for the deer
Corn for as far as you can see around here
End this song the way it began
Started with a C and end with a N
Corn, yeah, all that corn

Corn



Credits
Writer(s): Chris Tompkins, Rodney Clawson, Matthew Peters Dragstrem, Craig Wiseman
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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